Chen Zui felt a sense of a clear air in his body. If Su Ji hadn't led him, he would have felt that he would have flew into the sky.

The two did not go too far.

About thirty feet away from the clay Buddha, Su Ji stopped.

Zui didn't know that if you took a step forward, Su Ji and Clay Bodhisattva would have to confront each other. Su Ji and Clay Bodhisattva were both indestructible bodies of Vajra, of course there would be no problem, but intoxication would have to be broken into pieces in an instant.

It is amazing that Su Ji stopped this step.

It was the monk who took another step forward that Su Ji could catch his qi change for a sudden change.

And even with intoxication, you can give the monk a good look.

Shang Guaijue stopped.

Su Ji smiled and looked at the mud Buddha sitting on the white horse on the stone, and said, "The cicada awakens before the golden wind moves, but the monk is keen."

The Bodhisattva put together and bowed slightly.

The river between him and Su Ji actually exploded, like thousands of mirrors, making both of them vague.

The river water is filled with waves and explodes. You can't see the monk's true place, nor can you hear the monk's true place.

Drunk and amazed at the scene of rolling up thousands of snow. Su

Ji asked his apprentice: "Is it good?"

He nodded intoxicatedly, and then saw the master smile.

He couldn't help but feel a little creepy.

That is, Su Ji raised his hand, became intoxicated and flew to the sky. But he heard the master say, "Good disciple, you can see it more clearly on it." Su

The words of Ji are rumbling slowly, mixing with the breeze on the water, floating and quiet.

A clear air in the drunk body was not released, and it was hanging in the sky like a kite along the wind. He looked down at the river and saw the storm waves rolling. The master's figure couldn't help but disappear, and he was quite worried.

I saw the monk riding a white horse and breaking into the waves like snow.

Then the river continued to explode.

I suddenly felt happy when I saw my master.

Su Ji walked through the waves, his expression calmly. His palm seemed to tweak the strings of the piano. With a gentle wave, there was a crackling sound in the sound of the waves.

Immediately, I returned to normal.

The monk and Su Ji missed their figures, and they made thirty-two postures in an instant, giving birth to mysterious and unpredictable power, as if driving the entire river to trap Su Ji.

The river is like a transparent cage, with water walls, comparable to a copper wall.

It seems difficult to get out of here.

He was in a cage and still smiled, "Your martial arts are starting with the thirty-two bodies of the Buddha, which really makes people feel new."

The clay Bodhisattva said in one hand: "Brother Su Dao has a broad experience. What kind of martial arts is your pipa just now? The old monk has never seen it before."

Ji Dao: "It is called the innate free hand from the innate Qigong."

The Bodhisattva praised: "This free hand is full of the mystery of yin and yang movements and stillness. If Brother Su Dao time is given to perfection, it will definitely be a shocking martial art in the future."

Su Ji smiled and said, "It's earth-shaking enough now."

With another brush, the water wall had endless flow of power, which collapsed in a moment. The monk was inexplicably shocked.

What a martial arts master he is, he could see that Su Ji had just brushed his hand and grabbed a fleeting change of his qi.

Knowing that as a person who displays his supernatural powers, he cannot grasp this change because it is random and irregular.

The clay Buddha patted the white horse under him and roared a dragon.

The white horse actually turned into a white dragon, reviving wind and waves in the river.

Seeing this, Su Ji couldn't help but sigh.

This monk's true energy can control real objects, and everything will be satisfactory.

Whether it is a white horse or a white dragon, it can turn into stone powder and become dust particles. If you can control these dust particles with true energy, you will be able to change infinitely.

There is no more unique martial arts that I have seen in my life.

Su Ji blew and said softly: "Advisor, you go to the other side first."

He let out a breath and was rushing wildly.

Send intoxication directly to the other side.

Immediately afterwards, Su Ji stepped out with his feet, and the river water rippled in a circle.

The power of the rippling Hunyuan was not broken, and it actually shattered the white dragon and turned into dust and returned to the endless river.

The monk also stepped back several feet, stepped into the river with one foot, and then stretched out after a few breaths.

Dozens of whirlpools also emerged under his feet.

It turned out that as soon as he retreated, he had dissolved all the sword energy he had just received into the river.

Wrong, Su Ji just now used the sword energy emitted by his feet.

The magical power is extraordinary, and the ends of the hair can produce sword energy, and any part of the body can be used as a weapon.

Before Shangxian was known as the Clay Buddha, there was a nickname called the Ten-Complete Martial Monk.

Si is his extensive martial arts and omnipotent.

Compared to Su Ji, it is still inferior.

This is not that the monk has different talents in martial arts, but that his martial arts practice cannot be more comprehensive than Su Ji. He can use all kinds of unique skills in the world at will and can also innovate at will.

Born one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things.

I have already obtained the "three".

Going forward is two, one, and you will eventually get the ultimate way.

This is the realm that people in the world think that Taoist lord and Buddha can reach.

But in terms of skill, Su Ji is still no more than the fourth level of the Heaven of Seizure, and is no better than the clay Bodhisattva.

Su Ji and Ni Bodhisattva confronted the river, and he said leisurely: "If you are a living person, it will be difficult for me to defeat you." Ni

The Bodhisattva said: "Brother Su's cultivation is beyond my expectations. The monk asked you to die before, but he was overestimating his ability."

Su Ji said, "Does the monk have any wishes? I see you are a master and are willing to make a knot for you. After all, when you come to see me, you are destined to be destroyed."

The clay Buddha shook his head and said, "Brother Su Dao is not dead, I don't even have the chance to be reborn. As for the little monk's wish, that's not there. Brother Su Dao, the little monk is going to use his last move." Su

Ji Yi stretched out his hand and said, "Please."

He entered a state of no sorrow or joy in his heart.

This is the greatest respect for the clay Buddha.

The clay Buddha robe drifted with the wind, and his whole person was like a Buddha statue standing for thousands of years, which could not be transferred or blasphemed.

The wind and thunder gradually erupted.

That is the supreme supernatural power of Taoism, the Five Thunders Dharma.

The wonderful truths of martial arts are all in it.

Chang Suji had never used it before, but he naturally used it today.

I don’t know what my martial arts realm is now, but I can only say that when I face the enemy in the face of the battle, various magical powers will arise naturally, but I can’t explain why afterwards.

It is like a great player in Go, but he has no fixed routines. When he fights in real life, every player is a good move.

The monk's body burst into the Sanskrit sound, and circles of golden light emerged from him.

Indulging in the other side, you can still see a Bodhisattva and Arhat behind the monk.

Large pieces of golden light gathered together, and it turned out to be a statue of Buddha that filled the world!”

Ten thousand Buddhas go to the sect!"
Chapter completed!